On a cool spring morning during the month of April 2004 the singing and
chatter of a nearby Mocking Bird awakened me from an apparent light sleep.
Sliding from beneath the covers still in a dreamlike state, I gathered a few
crucial items of clothing and headed toward the kitchen to prepare a fresh
pot of 8 O’clock Columbian coffee. While grinding the beans, the
thermos-type coffee pot was being filled with filtered water from the
Culligan under the counter dual element filters. While the coffee was
brewing, I decided to get a sandwich baggie out from the work station/bar
island cabinet to store some archery arrow feathers later in the morning.
While probing around in the cabinet, much to my surprise an albino cool to
the touch tentacle fell onto my right hand. Not having a cup of Java yet, my
cognitive process and psycho motor skills were still in LaLaLand….my feet
wanted to move but I was squatted down on one knee and my right hand
rocketed out of the cabinet and would have exited the kitchen but it was
still attached to my arm and body which was wanting to move but the awkward
position would not allow it to happen. If you must go ahead and grin!
It took a few moments; maybe more to figure out what this “thing” was that
had attempted to grab my hand/arm. After careful examination, I found that a
new type of plant/animal was created. It had the tentacles of an albino
octopus and the body of a Idaho white potato. How the two got together
might be a mystery. Was it the pheromones, hormones, estrogen or
testosterone or a natural occurrence of nature such as oxygen, temperature,
humidity and light or lack of light? I have seen some of the
Potatopus’s offspring in past years but those in the cabinet this morning
have to be the Parents or Grand Parents because apparently one package of
the potatoes is the male and the other is the female. Since this is a
new species, there is no documentation or reference material within my reach
to determine the sex and age of them. I took them out side for a
photo session and will allow them to continue to reproduce in the back yard
and hopefully by spring’s end, there will be some little Potato pusses all
over the back yard/field..
Attached is a pix of Mr. And Mrs. Potatopus for you to view.
Note: I though I originally coined the word Potatopus, but it has
been around a long time....grin if you must!
Written and web published by Bill aka Mickey Porter,
April 17, 2004.
LEAVING ON A SPIRITUAL NOTE
link about God's Creation.